In the battle on the ground, the Illusion Demon Sect was at a disadvantage in an all-round way, and the disadvantage was extremely obvious.
The advantage of the Illusory Demon Sect is that Wen Bin and Chu Miaodan, the two soul realm powerhouses, and in addition, in terms of the number of Nirvana Realm and Shattered Realm, they also have a slight upper hand.
It's a pity that Qin Lie and the eight divine corpses and blood are fierce, so the advantage of the powerhouses of their soul altar does not exist.
On the other side, the explosion of dozens of Flame Thunderbolts also made their advantage completely disappear.
The morale of one side is like a rainbow, the other side is terrified, and the suspense of this battle has long disappeared.
Many onlookers looked away from the ground and redirected to the sky.
In their opinion, there are not many variables in the battle on the ground, and it cannot change the battle in the sky.
Only the battle in the sky, looking at it now, is still full of suspense.
The victory or defeat of the battle in the sky is enough to change the situation of the battle on the ground in an instant.
So everyone began to pay attention to the battle in the sky.
The battle in the sky was the battle between Xueli and Chu Miaodan, the battle between the eight divine corpses and Wen Bin, and the rest was Qin Lie, who was in an unknown state.
The Wen Family Nirvana Realm martial artist who was supposed to rush to kill Qin Lie, halfway through, he was seriously injured, and when he was about to make a move, he saw Meng Feng and Hong Bowen protecting him to the death, plus Qin Lie seemed to be in an inexplicable state of cultivation, and did not continue to bombard and kill people with the terrifying "Xuanlei Heart Core", and the situation on the ground was not good, they actually retreated halfway.
Meng Feng observed for a while, and saw that there were no enemies around, and Qin Lie was indeed cultivating, so he also flew to the island to join the ground battle circle.
Only Hong Bowen stayed behind to continue to protect Qin Lie's safety.
At the beginning, Hong Bowen called many times, hoping that Qin Lie would stay awake at the critical moment and devote all his energy to the battle in front of him.
It's a pity that Qin Lie didn't respond to his call.
After a few times, Hong Bowen gave up, just honestly stayed nearby, waiting for him to take the initiative to wake up.
Hong Bowen, like many people, was also observing the battle between Wen Bin and the eight divine corpses, and observing the confrontation between Xueli and Chu Miaodan.
After Chu Miaodan sacrificed the "Thousand Illusion Treasure Flag", he formed a hazy illusory world on the soul altar, and after the blood power drove the blood-colored bone dragon into that heaven and earth, it disappeared.
In the white misty world, one could only faintly see a huge cloud of blood wriggling, as if it was rushing left and right.
But he was never able to break free.
Chu Miaodan, who was sitting on the pink crystal soul altar, also concentrated all his spirit and spiritual power, and the crystal light on his body poured into the soul altar one by one, constantly controlling the world formed by the "Thousand Illusion Treasure Banner" with his soul, as if he wanted to refine the blood inside to death.
She also closed her eyes tightly, like an old monk in a meditation, so that people could not see the clues.
There are only eight god corpses and the battle of Wenbin, which is not only huge, but also dazzling.
Seven corpses of gods like flame gods roared, their bodies wrapped around the flame serpent, and the flame dragon whip in their hands, slashing and bombarding the storm spirits.
The corpse of the god headed by him, at this time, actually fell like a giant mountain in the depths of Wenbin's Storm Soul Altar.
The giant whirlpool hurricane-like soul altar, the inside was black, and countless deadly wind knife sharp weapons emerged, cutting the limbs of the god corpse.
One by one, the three-legged golden crow, crying, flew around the corpse of the god, setting off a surging flame and divine fire.
The hot magma red flame, like a river of magma, flew in the storm soul altar, and the blazing waves of fire were like a pool of magma, as if to fill the whirlpool and overflow, to squeeze the power of Wenbin.
The battle between the eight god corpses and Wenbin is in full swing, and the sky is dark and inextricable.
Wenbin's Storm Soul Altar evolves from time to time, creating a deep black hole, as if it wants to engulf everything.
Streams of gray storm air emerged from it, turning into the mouths of gods and demons, trying to chew up the corpses of gods.
The god corpse struggled frantically, inspiring countless flame divine texts on the surface, like the stars in the brilliant galaxy, shining with dazzling fire, and the divine texts were combined and arranged to form many strange arrays, containing the mysteries of heaven and earth and the flowing fire enchantment.
The corpse of the god dancing with its fists, like a flame meteorite being pulled, was also bombarding Wenbin's Storm Soul Altar.
In an instant, the storm whirlpool disappeared, and the two layers of gray soul altars were bombarded and reappeared.
For example, the soul altar made of gray-brown jade, the surface can faintly see the traces of scorched black, and you can also see a little spark, flickering in the inner layer of the soul altar, slowly extinguishing.
The flame of the divine corpse, in the fierce battle, has penetrated the flames into the Wenbin Soul Altar.
This made Wen Bin even more powerless to take care of the surrounding affairs, so he could only do his best to mobilize his strength and desperately protect his soul altar from harm.
"Thoughts give birth to thunder, thunder quenches the body, and gives birth to thunder souls" Under the eight thunder trees, Qin Lie, who was silent and motionless, turned his thoughts one by one, making a sound that shook the world in the sea of knowledge.
Every time the sound came, there were gray thunderballs that exploded, shattered into a sky of soul silk, and the soul silk fell into the soul lake, changed slightly, and turned into the essence of soul consciousness again.
Lightning and thunderbolts fell from the void above the sea of knowledge, bombarding indiscriminately, causing him to form a tyrannical world of thunder and lightning in the sea of knowledge.
In a trance, Qin Lie gave birth to a wonderful feeling of entering the Silent Ancestor Thunder Soul Altar and soaring and wandering in the heaven and earth formed purely by thunder and lightning.
He clearly realized that he was refining his soul consciousness with thunder and lightning through the heavy realm of "thoughts giving birth to thunder".
Each rotation of the soul consciousness will directly stimulate the power of thunder and lightning inside, thus causing a wisp of soul consciousness to explode.
He knew that in the sea, hundreds of millions of thunderbolts burst in all directions, which was formed by the rotation of soul thoughts.
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It was the explosion of the consciousness of billions of souls.
Every time it explodes, it will make a wisp of soul consciousness explode into a soul silk lightning, and after falling back into the soul lake, it will be condensed and assembled again.
The soul consciousness that was re-condensed in the soul lake was much stronger than before it was exploded, much purer and purer, and could also contain more thunder and lightning energy.
Then, the reformed soul consciousness, as his thoughts turned, exploded again.
After the explosion, it formed again in the Soul Lake, and the re-explosion began again and again, endlessly, and continued to explode and reorganize.
This is a new round of soul refining.
In this process, every time his soul consciousness turned, he was actually thinking about the true meaning of the power of thunder and lightning, and he was gaining insight into the rules and principles of this power of heaven and earth.
The thunder and lightning that I had seen in the Soul Altar of the Silent Ancestor were wonderful, but before, I had been ignorant, and my understanding was very superficial, not profound at all.
At this time, as he thought and understood, and with the shattering of his soul thoughts again and again, many difficult and unclear points in the thunder and lightning cognition were suddenly blown up, and the walls that blocked his spiritual perception seemed to be destroyed by the explosion alive.
With the explosion of souls, splits, and reunions again and again, his understanding of the thunder and lightning spirit technique became more and more thorough.
He gradually forgot the passage of time.
The battle in the sky and the battle on the ground are still raging.
In the battle on the ground, many disciples of the Illusory Demon Sect gradually turned into corpses that would never wake up, and the strong people beside Wen He and Shi Xiuling slowly decreased.
An hour later, more than 500 people from the Illusory Demon Sect were killed, and only 100 people from the Blood Demon Sect and the Blood Spear were killed.
An hour and a half later, another two hundred people from the Illusory Demon Sect were killed, and the Blood Demon Sect and the Blood Spear only paid for thirty lives.
In the sky, the blood was still struggling in the psychedelic world in the "Thousand Illusion Treasure Flag", and Chu Miaodan was exhausted.
Eight corpses of gods who fought fiercely with Wenbin, gradually, as time passed, the flame divine fire on their bodies was exhausted.
The seven corpses of the gods who were entangled with the storm spirits, although they made several storm spirits disappear, they no longer had the flame divine fire burning themselves, and the surging divine power in their bodies also consumed a huge amount, and they began to show a decline.
The god corpse headed by Wen Bin was originally pressed against Wen Bin, making Wen Bin anxious, and he was completely helpless.
However, after the flame and divine fire on the body of this god corpse led by him gradually extinguished, he could no longer turn over the clouds and the sea in the Storm Soul Altar in Wenbin.
His power was draining little by little.
"Not good" Hong Bowen was the first to see that something was wrong, and he had also heard Qin Lie say that the madness of the eight divine corpses could only last for three hours.
After three hours, when the Heavenly Fire and Earth Flames absorbed by the Divine Corpse are exhausted, the Divine Corpse will usher in a period of weakness.
As soon as his mind moved, Hong Bowen knew that after a period of hurrying and a fierce battle for an hour and a half, the flame divine fire absorbed by the eight divine corpses from the "Burning Wheel" was probably gradually burning out.
And Wen Bin was not consumed and collapsed.
As time passed, the eight divine corpses could not stop Wen Bin, so that Wen Bin could free his hands and first unite with Chu Miaodan to inflict heavy damage on the blood, so as to intervene in the battle on the ground The more Hong Bowen thought about it, the more solemn his face became, and his relaxed mood disappeared, as if he was pressed by a boulder.
"It doesn't work" He knew very well that as long as the divine corpse was powerless, Wen Bin would be able to reverse the entire situation with the powerful power of the second-layer soul altar.
At that time, even if the Blood Demon Sect and Yanyue Island ushered in the catastrophe, no one could stop Wen Bin from driving them all away.
"It's not good, look at the eight god corpses, the flames on their bodies are slowly extinguished.
They seemed to be gradually losing a powerful force, and there was no way to make Wen Bin move. ” "Well, it seems that it won't be long before Wen Bin can get out of the siege of the eight divine corpses.
If that's the case, the Blood Demon Sect and Yanyue Island will be finished quickly."
"Yes, a strong man with a second-layer soul altar is enough to turn the situation around every second" Many onlookers had been carefully observing the battle between Qin Lie and the Divine Corpse, and as time went by, they all saw that the Divine Corpse was not good.
On the other hand, Wen Bin, although he also showed fatigue, the strength he could show was still strong, and it was clearly not consumed to the point where he could not continue to fight.
"A puppet is a puppet, and it is impossible to have an endless stream of power" Sure enough, Wen Bin finally had the leisure to laugh out loud after discovering that the divine corpse was a little powerless, "Do you really think that with just eight corpse puppets, you can make the existence of the second-layer soul altar helpless, and you will be trapped and unable to move" "Huhuhuhu" Saying this, the Storm Soul Altar under Wen Bin's body rotated wildly, like a huge tornado enveloping the corpse of the god headed by it, and throwing it out violently.
Wen Bin himself sank violently, standing on the second-floor soul altar again, and his momentum skyrocketed.
To be continued.
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